Who Can Compete with the Top of the Demigods?

1. Farewell (Preface) "Jing'er, come here, let daddy give you a hug." "Dad, don't leave..." "Jing'er, take care of your sister, cough, cough... Daddy can't accompany you anymore." The father's voice mixed with the dull sound of the stick hitting his body, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. Shangguanjing suddenly woke up from her dream, and those dusty past events surged in her mind like a tide. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, unconsciously moving towards his children's house. Under the dim candlelight, the youngest son Shangguan Yun was sleeping soundly with his sister Shangguan Yan in his arms, with a childish look on his little face. Shangguanjing stared and calculated, in two years' time, it would be time to send them to Zixia Pavilion to awaken their bonded spirits. The ghost spirits inherited from the Shangguan family can give rise to completely different strengths in different people. Even the amazingly talented and beautiful people like my grandfather, whose soul compatibility reached the purple level, are already legends from a hundred years ago. "Daddy, I want to eat candied haws on a stick..." The son's murmurs in his dream gently broke the silence of the night, and also touched the softest place in Shangguanjing's heart. 2. Zixia Pavilion The late spring wind blew the petals, and Shangguan Yun held the hand of his sister Shangguan Yan and walked on the mountain path. "Brother, do you think there is anything fun in Zixia Pavilion? Dad said they only recruit people every five years. Will we be late?" Shangguan Yan shook her brother's arm and playfully played with his long hair hanging behind him with her fingertips. "Don't be ridiculous. Dad said that he recognizes several elders in the pavilion and will specially host the awakening ceremony for us." Shangguan Yun had a serious face, but did not move his sister's hand away. "Humph, you can only talk about me! If Sister Yunyao was here, you wouldn't dare to be so cruel to me." As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Yan felt someone tap him lightly on the back. She looked back and her eyes immediately lit up: "Sister Yunyao! Long time no see! My brother bullies me, you hit him!" "Okay, stop making trouble and leave quickly. The gate of Zixia Pavilion is almost here." Yun Yao glanced at Shangguan Yun with a smile. The latter blushed instantly, hurriedly pretended to be calm, and walked forward quickly. The three of them walked together and soon reached the top of Shaohua Mountain. There are already crowds of people in front of the mountain gate of Zixia Pavilion. There is an endless stream of seekers, either alone or in groups, and the noise is almost shaking the top of the mountain. "Quiet! How unbecoming it is to make such noise!" A sound like a bell hitting a cauldron suddenly sounded, making everyone's eardrums tremble. Everyone looked up, and at some point, an old man in purple robes was standing at the mountain gate, scanning the crowd with his eyes. Concept: Fantasy